Qin Dynasty: Ying Zheng is my brother, I am the Bad Commander

"My lord, the operation last night went smoothly. The 100,000 taels of gold were all moved from the abandoned house in the east of the city as you instructed. The whole process was carried out without anyone noticing; neither the Nightfall men nor Han Fei's men detected a single clue. The last traces were burned away by the fire."

Where are the items located now?

"Your Majesty, for safety's sake, I secretly transported the 100,000 taels of gold in batches, breaking it down into smaller amounts, to one of our hidden workshops outside the city," the manager replied methodically. "That workshop is located in a remote area, and it's surrounded by our men, so it's absolutely safe. Now, we await Your Majesty's instructions on how to arrange this huge sum of money."

One hundred thousand taels of gold—this is an enormous fortune that would drive anyone crazy.

Even for a country, this is a strategic reserve that cannot be ignored.

However, Ying Chen's face remained expressionless upon hearing the number. He slowly turned around, walked to the rosewood table in the center of the private room, and sat down. His slender fingers gently tapped the table, producing a crisp sound.

"One hundred thousand taels of gold, bearing the seal of the Korean treasury, would inevitably attract attention and cause unnecessary trouble if used directly."

He raised his eyes, looked at the respectfully standing shopkeeper, and uttered a few words indifferently: "Pass down the order to have the workshop staff work day and night to melt down all 100,000 taels of gold."

"It's melted?!"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper was startled and subconsciously looked up, a look of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

That's 100,000 taels of exquisitely crafted official gold! Melting it in a furnace and recasting it would not only waste some of the gold, but also be an extremely large undertaking.

But the shopkeeper was, after all, a trusted confidant who had undergone rigorous training. He quickly suppressed his shock and immediately understood Ying Chen's intention.

The Lord intends to completely erase all traces of this batch of gold!

As long as this batch of gold is turned into ordinary gold ingots, even if King Han An and Ji Wuye come to investigate personally, they will absolutely not be able to find any clues.

This 100,000 taels of military pay will completely "evaporate" from this world and vanish into nothingness.

"Your subordinate obeys!" The shopkeeper immediately bowed and accepted the order without the slightest hesitation.

Ying Chen picked up the teacup on the table, gently skimmed off the foam, took a sip of tea, and continued, "After melting it into gold ingots, reforge them. Don't cast them into the style of any country's official silver; just make them into the most ordinary gold bars and gold leaves, convenient for circulation and carrying."

"Yes." The shopkeeper memorized every word Ying Chen said.

"As for the use of this money..." Ying Chen put down his teacup, a sharp ambition flashing in his deep eyes, "It will be used as development funds for you in South Korea."

"Use this 100,000 taels of gold to recruit soldiers, raise swordsmen, buy intelligence, and infiltrate the court. I will have Jing Ke help you."

"Go. Do it cleanly, don't leave any loose ends." Ying Chen waved his hand, signaling the shopkeeper to leave.

"This subordinate takes his leave." The innkeeper respectfully withdrew from the private room and gently closed the door.

Silence returned to the private room.

……

The next day, outside Xinzheng City, at Lanxiu Villa.

This is the private residence of Emerald Tiger on Stone, one of the Four Fiends of the Night.

If the royal palace of the King of Han represents the highest power in Korea, then Lanxiu Mountain Villa represents the ultimate luxury and wealth in Korea.

The entire resort is built against the mountain and beside the water, covering a vast area. Inside, there are pavilions, terraces, and towers, with carved beams and painted rafters.

Every single one of them was built using the most precious woods and stones.

Artificial hills and flowing water, exotic flowers and rare plants are everywhere. Even the paving stones are made of fine white marble, which shimmers with a warm luster in the sunlight.

The manor was heavily guarded, with guards every three steps and sentries every five steps, all of them elite warriors in full armor.

Hidden in the shadows are countless top assassins who have made this fortress of wealth as impregnable as an iron barrel.

Today, the Lanxiu Villa, which usually only receives dignitaries, welcomed a special guest.

A seemingly ordinary carriage, but with an extremely exquisite interior, slowly came to a stop in front of the manor's gold-plated and jade-inlaid gate.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and Han Fei, dressed in purple, stepped down from the carriage with a folding fan in hand and a gentle smile on his face.

He looked up at the plaque, made of pure gold and bearing the four large characters "Lanxiu Villa" in a flamboyant style, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Behind the red gates, meat and wine go to waste, while on the road, frozen corpses lie. This fat tiger has truly taken the phrase 'extreme luxury and debauchery' to its extreme." Han Fei sneered inwardly.

He folded his folding fan and walked towards the door.

"Halt! Who goes there? How dare you trespass on Lanxiu Manor!" Two burly guards immediately stepped forward, their long halberds crossed, blocking Han Fei's path, their eyes filled with vigilance and ferocity.

Han Fei was not annoyed. He simply smiled and took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, which represented his status as a prince of Han, and waved it in front of the two guards.

Han Fei was not annoyed. He simply smiled and took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, which represented his status as a prince of Han, and waved it in front of the two guards.

"Are you all blind? Don't you even recognize the Ninth Young Master?" one of the guards following behind Han Fei shouted sternly.

Upon seeing the totem on the jade pendant, the two guards were terrified. They quickly sheathed their halberds, knelt on one knee, and said in a panic, "We were blind and did not know that Young Master Jiu had arrived. We beg your forgiveness!"

Although they were Fei Cuihu's men, Han Fei was, after all, a prince of Han, and had just made a name for himself in the court, being entrusted with an important task by the King of Han. Naturally, these servants dared not offend him.

"Ignorance is no excuse. Get up," Han Fei said kindly. "Go and inform them that Han Fei has come to pay a special visit to Lord Emerald Tiger."

"Yes! Please wait a moment, young master, I will go and inform them right away!" A guard scrambled into the manor.

Before long, a series of extremely exaggerated, heavy footsteps, as if a mountain of flesh was moving, came from inside the manor.

Accompanying the footsteps was a burst of hearty, somewhat fake, greasy laughter.

"Oh my! What a rare guest! A truly rare guest! The presence of the Ninth Young Master is an honor to my humble abode, and I am deeply flattered!"

A middle-aged man, extremely obese with an almost indistinguishable neck, emerged like a ball of flesh, surrounded by a group of beautiful maids.

This person is none other than the Emerald Tiger on the Stone.

He wore an extremely expensive Shu brocade robe, his ten short, thick fingers were covered with gemstone rings of various colors, and a string of pearl necklaces the size of a baby's fist hung around his neck. When he walked, his fat body trembled, and the glittering jewels were so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

Emerald Tiger's fat, squeezed-together face was plastered with a fawning and enthusiastic smile, but his small eyes, narrowed to slits by fat, gleamed with an extremely shrewd and cunning light.

He strode up to Han Fei and gave an exaggeratedly deep bow: "This humble subject, Jade Tiger, pays respects to the Ninth Young Master! Today, Young Master, you cleverly solved a strange case in the court, your prowess shaking the entire court. Although I am a wanderer in the martial world, I have heard of your unparalleled talent and admiration!"